He had reached the goal she had set. David had lost fifty, well actually fifty five pounds. He felt great, years younger than he had eight months ago. David went to a stylist and had his hair done in a more youthful cut and switched out his glasses for contact lenses. Though, never really lacking in self esteem he now felt much more assured about himself and did not fear the eventual separation from his wife.
He had come to the conclusion that even though, if you factored out the affair, he enjoyed his wife's company and personality but he could not allow for such a break of trust between them. He did have second thoughts; he was not one hundred per cent sure the yearly affairs with Frank were not coerced. Or as Sam had said, this man held some sort of spell over her and now that he was dead she would never break his trust again. Yet, if he accepted that, he knew he would be accepting twenty three years of dishonesty in their marriage. He vacillated over what to do.
He decided to test her resolve. If she refused another man's advances, perhaps David could accept her past and move forward. Things would be different; he would confront her with what he knew but in light of Frank's death their marriage could continue. Certainly it would be different, his unending love for her was gone but some mutual friendship and lust could keep the marriage together. After all the last twenty some odd years had been good.
David gave himself a month to find some way to test her. If she failed the test or he changed his mind he would end it all. He decided it would be fitting to do it on their upcoming anniversary in two months.
That night when he came home Lori was at the door dressed in a sexy black cocktail dress that, though a bit risquΓ©, displayed her womanly charms in a elegant way.
"Hello, good looking. I saw on the chart in your closet you reached your goal." She hugged him, pushing her tits into his chest as she whispered in his ear, "I am so proud of you, David."
He held her close and felt his cock harden as he pressed tightly against her. Her eyes lit up and with a sexy smile she added, "I guess I am yours for the night. Believe me I have been waiting so long for this," she grabbed his cock and squeezed, "I thought you were crazy to stop having sex but it shows how determined you can be."
David pushed her back gently and looking into her eyes said, "the deal was, you would do whatever I wanted, isn't that right, " he paused. "slut?"
Her mischievous smile never left her face as she answered, "Whatever you want, Sir."
David wondered if she was this beautiful and cooperative when Frank visited. He told her to get in the car, he had made reservations for dinner at their favorite restaurant. If she was disappointed in him not taking her right away she did not show it.
The dinner and drinks were excellent. David and Lori's conversation was full of sexual innuendo and promises of the evening ahead. When they arrived in the garage David grabbed Lori's arm before she started to exit the car and pulled her towards him. He kissed her roughly, rougher than he had ever done before. Mashing his lips against hers and thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She did not fight this, in fact he sensed an energy and hunger in her.
He abruptly ended the kiss and exited the car, stopping at the door that entered into the house, waiting for her to come closer.
"Strip, everything but the heels," he ordered.
"Can't I do it inside, it is chilly out here."
"You know the rules; whatever I want. Strip. Now. Here."
She pouted but wanted to be a good sport and began to undress. David could feel anger well up inside; he knew she would never have had questioned Frank's orders. Sam was right, she would never be what she was with Frank. And the reason was, she loved David.
Once naked she reached for the doorknob but was stopped by David who pulled her close and kissed her again. This time rougher and with more fervor than earlier. He pushed her against the door and slid his hand down her stomach. His fingers slid lightly through her sparse well trimmed pussy hair.
"I want it naked next time,"he whispered in her ear. She moaned and kissed him deeper, using her tongue like a probe searching the inside of his mouth.
"Yes, Sir, " her voice was barely audible as she spoke with out interrupting the contact between their mouths.
David opened his eyes and saw the back of her head pushed against the white board he had attached to the door years ago. The family had got in the habit of writing notes to each other on the board. It was the one place everyone knew to look.
An idea came to David as the memory of all the photos he had viewed over and over for the past few months engulfed him. He closed his eyes and as though watching a power point presentation the images that ingrained themselves forever in his mind flashed in front of him. Especially the many that showed her body covered with the vile graffiti from the demented mind of her lover.
David grabbed one of the felt pens from its velcro held position. The noise of the separating strips of material brought Lori's eyes open. She felt his forearm push across her neck pinning her to the door. David brought the pen to his mouth and bit the top with his incisors. The pop of the lid was echoed in the garage. Lori knew what he had planned but had no idea where the inspiration came from.
She felt the tip push against the top of her breast. Each stroke leaving a mark across the flesh. The strokes leaving letters, she guessed, and the letters words. When he finished the other breast he capped the pen and let it fall from his mouth to the cold concrete floor.
He released the pressure against her neck and pulled her away from the door. He opened it and pulled her into the small entry that led to the kitchen and great room. There on the wall was a mirror and David standing behind his wife pushed her towards it. Reaching from behind he grabbed under each tit and pushed them up and together. Lori looked in the mirror and smiled. Even though the letters were reversed in the glass in front of her she could easily decipher the two words:
DAVID'S SLUT
"Yes, I am your slut. Tonight I will be your whore, your slut."
He pushed downwards on her shoulders forcing her to her knees. She could hear the rustle of clothes behind her and knew he was pulling himself free. She felt his cock push against the back of her head as he told her to turn around.
As soon as she did he pushed his cock roughly into her mouth and grabbing the back of her head began to fuck her mouth. He no longer cared about anything but his release, which came quickly. Her mouth easily accommodated each thrust. At the moment he began to cum he flashed to how often it had accepted the discharge of others.
She swallowed greedily; she was in fact a loving wife trying to satisfy her husband's well deserved orgasm. He held her face against his crotch and kept the pressure up even after he stopped cumming. He felt her lovingly suckle his cock as it slowly began to deflate. She knew he was through, David never being able to recover quickly. Like Frank could, she thought. But it was okay. She had years to play and thousands of orgasms to share with the man she loved.
Keeping his cock in her mouth he knelt down, forcing her onto her back. He reached between her legs and found his two middle fingers easily slid into her cunt. His anger was apparent, to him but to Lori it was just a guy living out his fantasy.
"Cum on my fingers, you cunt. Cum with my cock in your mouth like the slut you are!"
No sooner were the words out of his mouth, when David began to feel her cunt begin to contract on his hand as she came. Once the convulsions ended he pulled his cock and fingers from the two gaping holes and stood. He walked away, leaving her there to bask in the afterglow of their union.
The next morning she joked about her 'new stud' husband. She kissed him on the cheek and said she looked forward to being his slut next month, as long as he kept his weight off. She quipped that she needed to buy some water based pens, opening her robe and showing him the faint outline of the words he had written across he chest.
"I guess I won't be showering at the gym for a few days." she laughed and stood in the doorway as she waved goodbye to him.
As he backed out of the garage he looked at her nude body, displayed from her opened robe. Again he wondered is she had greeted Frank in this very garage dressed in that very robe.
David was conflicted. On one hand he hated Lori and could not rationalize why he was still with her. Then on the other, he wondered if he could continue to live with her and experience wild sex, like last night and years of companionship with her. The one thing he knew was he didn't love her as he had before that day at the airport. ----------------------------------------------
A week later David found a possible solution to his problem. His executive secretary for years, Mary, had asked to speak with him. David valued her opinion and had often told people she was a great contributor to his success. He believed in team work and giving credit where do.
After she closed the door he looked up at the woman who had worked with, not for, him for the past twelve years. She sat down and spoke.
"David," she reserved the respectful salutations for public forums, "we have a problem with the intern working with us. Josh Rogers." Mary was in charge of the interns and meted out their duties.
David knew of whom she was speaking. The company often hired college students as interns during the summer. Josh had been with them for the last month. He had another eight weeks at the office. David didn't particularly like Josh's arrogant cocky attitude but had written it off. In fact, the only thing he liked about Josh was his golf game. A scratch player, the two of them had golfed a few times and Josh had given David some valuable hints on improving his game.
"What is the problem, Mary?" David asked.
"He is a pig. In just a few weeks he has harassed just about any woman under thirty in this office. I am not talking about cute harmless flirtation, but crass, unacceptable behavior. I want him out of here. Now."
David hadn't seen her this angry before and knew he would comply with her wishes. Mary was worth ten interns to him.
She explained his dominate behavior with the younger women and his crude banter. She had talked with him about it to no avail. She described a young man who had no regard for women. They were nothing more to him then objects of his pleasure. Mary had drawn her line in the sand and David knew there was no negotiating with her. Then an idea came to him and he decided it was worth a try.